Friday, August 1, 2014

Picture and Word of the Day 8/01/14

Picture of the Day 8/01/14
Mount Sainte-Victoire, France (in the works of Paul Cézanne)
http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montagne_Sainte-Victoire
Word of the Day 8/01/14

Word: Stift

Language: German

Meaning: Tack

Thursday, July 31, 2014

The Anachronisms of Caesar’s Palace

Caesar's Palace Pool
        This past week, I stayed at the opulent and excessive Caesar’s Palace, a mega-hotel that also includes extensive casinos, bars, pools, and restaurants. Upon entering the cacaphonic casino, one can sense the lingering smell of gently smoking cigars and the high excitement about drinking and partying from the guests. However, instead of participating in the raucous merriment, the only thoughts that occurred to me were “This place is historically incorrect!” and “Where were their art historians when they designed this pleasure palace?” Caesar’s Palace is supposed to invoke the luxury of Rome, as in circa the first century C.E. However, many of the flashy decorations were simply related to Italy and the location of Rome, not the Roman Empire specifically. Being the stickler I am about Roman history and art history, this article will explore some of the anachronisms that the designers for Caesar’s Palace unwittingly incorporated into their building.
David

       First, one of the wings of the Palace included a statue of David, the marble giant crafted skillfully by Michelangelo. The cast statue (with similar dimensions to the real statue in Florence) has a prominent location under a bright oculus, which mirrors the real David’s standing position in the Accademia Galleria. However, this statue is the epitome of Renaissance thinking and ideals. The Renaissance was at its height during the 1500s, and it advocated perfection, idealism, neo-platonic shapes, geometry, perspective, and sfumato. Why is David lurking in Caesar’s Palace, the building that is supposed to echo Ancient Rome? Just because it is connected with Italy doesn’t mean it is Roman or Ancient. The actual David statue was sculpted around 1502, while the height of the Roman Empire occurred under Trajan around 100 C.E. This statue is obviously a manicured addition to the edifice, but it doesn’t accurately portray the Ancient Roman vibe that Caesar’s Palace is trying to emanate. The cast statue belongs in hotels named “Michelangelo’s Man-Cave” or “Leonardo’s Lair.” Additionally, in one of wings of the noisy casino, a portion of the famous Sistine Chapel was shown near the ornate roof. The side panels depicting legendary sibyls and prophets are in the high Renaissance style and were painted unwillingly by Michelangelo around 1510. Just for a nugget of educational fun, the prophet Isaiah is modeled after Michelangelo’s own face.

Venus de Milo
        Second, there are a host of Hellenistic and late Classical statues that adorn the smoky and garish casinos of the Palace. The first statue (which was on a fluorescent screen) was the Venus de Milo, the famous marble woman seemingly lacking arms. However, this statue, carved by Praxiteles around 150 BCE, is staunchly Greek. The Roman Empire hadn’t even started yet, and Alexander the Great’s influence was the most dominant and potent force in the known Mediterranean World. Venus was found on the island of Melos by French excavators in the 1800s, and she has a twisting stance and projecting knee (Hellenistic). Also characteristic of the Hellenistic golden age of Pergamon is the tendency to depict the individual, an appeal to emotions, dramatic subjects, and viewer involvement. Therefore, this statue does not belong in Caesar’s Palace shoddy casinos because (1) it is not even Roman, (2) it was made before the birth of Caesar, (3) the twisting pose and nudity is in stark contrast to the stolid Roman busts, and (4) it is disrespectful to place an artistic object of such importance in a low-down place where it is not appreciated. Caesar’s Palace also had a replication of Nike of Samothrace (also Hellenistic)in their front fountain.
Face of the Apoxyomenos
       Continuing my diatribe, there were also several late classical works that adorned the glitzy surface of Caesar’s Palace. First, there was the face of “The Scraper,” or the “Apoxyomenos" in Greek. The sculpture, featuring the coolly indifferent face of the athlete, features arms breaking into the space of the viewer, a heavy forehead, and a shadow of the high classical contrapposto stance. It was tastefully created in 330 BCE by Lysippos, a sculptor who purportedly made a bust of Alexander the Great. The late classical period (coming after the building of the gargantuan Parthenon in Athens) featured taller figures, sensitive expressions, fully nude women (a scandal), smaller heads, and depictions of minor deities (as opposed to images of Zeus, Athena, Poseidon, etc). Sculptures also feature a prominent “s” curve, which differed from the more geometric high classical works. Again, this work is not Roman (it is before the birth of the Roman Empire), is completely nude, and has a whimsical air. This is in stark contrast to conservative Roman busts of Senators and fierce depictions of crueler Emperors (i.e. Caracalla and Caligula).
Aphrodite of Knidos
        In the taxi pick up area, a statue of the Aphrodite of Knidos was coyly presented under a golden recess/niche next to a smaller statue of David. Again, this nude woman is late classical, not Ancient Roman. It would have been more prudent to place a statue of Livia or Faustina under the golden arch. Aphrodite (Venus) was made by Praxiteles around 350 BCE. It depicts a fully nude goddess who just stepped out of the bath. She has a well toned body (evidence of the “male gaze”) and a hand gesture that emphasizes her nudity instead of hiding it. The statue of Aphrodite was so controversial and a true landmark in western art because she was the first nude woman ever depicted in art. A popular legend has it that Aphrodite supposedly said upon seeing her statue, “When did Praxiteles see me naked?”

       To conclude, Caesar’s Palace in the City of Sin is exciting, glamorous, and internationally recognized, but it needs to resurvey its pseudo-historical decorations. The marble decorations (i.e. David, Aphrodite of Knidos, The Scraper) are lovely, but they don’t quite fit the time period that Caesar’s Palace imitates.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Monday, July 28, 2014

Book Review: As the Romans Do by Alan Epstein

First Impressions:

       After reading this book, Rome sounds like an attractive and timeless city in which to live. In fact, it is THE city in which to spend your life because it has excellent food, vivacious people, and a culture that seems to endure no matter which turbulent period of history it is in. This book told the story (first person) of Alan Epstein and his move to Rome with his wife and two children. The extraordinary tidbit was that he left the United States, California to be precise, for a place in which the language, culture, and altogether everyday life were foreign to him. Americans often say they are enamored with Italy and her bucolic charms, but no one actually moves there to start life over in a different city. This book made me long to travel to Italy again and even live there for a few years. The first person narrative and the realistic spin the novel had on it hooked me in the from the beginning; this was an average family that decided to take the leap, not some famous and ridiculously wealthy movie star.

Sentence that Summarizes the Book:
       Romans LOVE to eat, have steamy extramarital affairs, and embrace their sexuality—they cherish the slowness of life to point where they are always late for engagements.

Important Events and a Quick Summary:
       The book started out with an amusing anecdote detailing the confrontation between an old Italian grandmother (anziane) and a feisty (and sexual) mother defending her ragazzos (young, mischievous boys). They drama, exasperated expressions, and loud plea for attention perfectly characterized the stereotypical view of Italians: loud and emotional. The author discussed his life-changing move from star-studded California to the heart of Rome, the 2,000 year old Eternal City. Epstein described many times his everlasting love for Rome, and the way she seduced him every day with her quirky charms and never-ending barrage of interesting interactions with the locals. He managed to take the Colosseum from its universal pedestal of fame, and tell the real stories of what happens in front of the giant, historic edifice: Africans selling worthless trinkets and hundreds of destination weddings per day. He described the glamorous parties he attended with his Roman friends (i.e. a party celebrating Verdi and the New Year) and the everyday conversations with colorful figures (i.e. the Professor). The meat that really made this book worth devouring was the description of the behaviors of the Romans. They dress to the nines, never want to show themselves as brutta figures (bad form), display their hearts on their sleeves, have sexually charged encounters, and try to protect their childrens’ innocence as long as possible even though the parents are never faithful to one another. They eat as if it were the last meal of their lives every day and never seem to be bothered by the fast pace of modern life that is infiltrating all the other European countries around them. They drink, but never in excess, and take their time observing and making beauty. I adored the parts when Epstein threw in snippets of Rome’s architecture and art: the Trevi Fountain, Colosseum, Michelangelo, Bernini, Fra Angelico, the Vatican, etc. One of the most vivid and peaceful sections of the chaotic book was when the author described his jogs through Rome on Sunday mornings. I felt like I was actually in Rome and running right beside him when he mentioned the Italian guards having a casual cigarettes, the Spanish Steps, Via San Vincenzo, Michelangelo’s Campidoglio, and countless other memorable features of Rome’s landscape. Overall, this book was a cross between a personal narrative and a travel guide, and I enjoyed every minute of it (especially since the author and I both have a strange fascination with Rome and Roman history).

 

Ruins of Rome
Overall Message:
       If you have truly found your niche in life and the place that makes your inner clock tick, don’t be afraid of moving there and ingratiating yourself into the culture. For the author, the hectic, historical, and beautiful Rome called him there. Rome is a place that never ceases to amaze the traveler and the resident. From being obsessed with Roma or Inter Milan to staying up past 12:00 p.m. with your children, Rome’s citizens are quite a different species of people (at least compared to structured Americans).

Verdict:
        I give this book 8 because it perfectly described Rome and maintained the bubble of perfection/idealization that I have surrounded that city with. The author understood my attraction to Rome and perfectly articulated how I feel about the city of history and timelessness. However, sometimes the author was repetitive, used too many Italian words, and used too many vague inspirational/general words. Some paragraphs could have been deleted, but they did not detract from the whimsical and charismatic tone of the book.

Other Books by this Author?
       Alan Epstein has only written this book (published in 2000), but he still gives tours of Rome. Find his information here.

Sunday, July 27, 2014